Chapter 5: Would You Like a Fox Demon with that?

Inu-yasha, Souta, and Shippo were strolling through Tokyo. Inu-yasha couldn't help but sniff the air. The smells here were different than the smells in the Fuedal Era and he had to admit that he hated some of them. But there's one kind of smell that he could never hate here: The smell of food. Just taking one whiff of the air he could smell chicken, maybe some steak. . . . .

As Souta walked, he tried not to think about all the weird looks they were getting. But most of the looks were going to Inu-yasha and Shippo. I mean, you've got a guy with dog ears and claws and a little boy with a fox tail and fox feet walking with him. Souta should've brought something with him to cover all these weird body parts up but he just wanted to make sure that they got their sanity back. That is, if they even had sanity to begin with.

"Souta, I'm getting hungry,"said Shippo. "Can we get a bite to eat?"

"Uh, sure,"said Souta.

He began looking at the buildings that they passed, trying to find a good looking place to eat. Suddenly, he stopped making both Inu-yasha and Shippo bump into him.

"Hey, what was that about?"asked Inu-yasha, who had been in his mind, day-dreaming about the food that he smelt.

"I think I found a good place to eat,"said Souta, pointing at a resturaunt that was in front of him.

It was a large French resturaunt with large windows that went from the bottom of their feet to about a foot before the blue roof. Just by looking through the window you could tell that it was very fancy. A large sign hung above the door with bold, golden letters on it that said " Chez Guy (1) ".

"It's a little weird to have a French resturaunt in Tokyo,"said Souta. "Still, let's check it out." At that, he led Inu-yasha and Shippo into the resturaunt.

The resturaunt was dimly lit by one light that hung by the ceiling. But on every table were two candles and they were all lit. The walls were painted dark blue. Paintings of France hung on the walls. Near the front door was a small desk with a pile of menues on it. The resturaunt was almost crowded with customers, all of them sitting at round tables.

Inu-yasha, Souta, and Shippo looked around the resturaunt in awe. That is, until a waiter came up to them in a white uniform, a black apron tied around his waist. He had red hair.

"Bonjuer, and welcome to Chez Guy,"he said. He had a little French accent. He picked up three menues from the desk. "Let me show you to ze table."

Everyone followed the waiter until he stopped near the back of the resutraunt, close to the door leading to the kitchen. Inu-yasha, Souta, and Shippo all sat down---Shippo's head was barely seen above the table. The waiter put the menues down on the table.

"May I get a high chair for ze young one?"the waiter asked, nodding his head over to Shippo.

"That's ok, I'm fine,"replied Shippo.

The waiter shrugged. "Your server shall be here in a moment."

At that, the waiter bowed a little and walked away.

"Ok, Inu-yasha, what do you want?"asked Souta, as he opened his menu.

Inu-yasha opened his menu and stared at it. "Uhh. . . . ."

"You can't read even close up?"asked Souta, after a minute of waiting.

Inu-yasha nodded his head, going along with Souta's idea. Souta sighed and put his menu down. He got out of his chair and walked over to Inu-yasha's side. While Souta was telling Inu-yasha what they could eat, Shippo looked at the nearby door that led to the kitchen. He was starving and there were a lot of good smells coming from there.

Shippo looked at Souta and Inu-yasha. They probably wouldn't even know that he would be gone. He jumped off his chair and tip-toed through the door. The kitchen was full of stoves and metal tables. Cooks were walking all over the place, carrying dishes or bowls of food. Shippo smiled and leaped onto on of the tables. The cooks didn't seem to notice him; they were too busy making sure the food was right for serving.

He walked along the table top until he saw a large platter with a piece of chicken on it.The chickenwas ontop of a blanket of lettuce and was covered in cheese that looked extremely melted. Shippo walked onto the platter and sat down. He picked up the piece of chicken and bit into it. Suddenly, everything went dark. He dropped the chicken and felt around. Some sort of cold, circular wall had surrounded him. He felt like he was being lifted upand hesat extremely still. . . . .

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"I am zelling you, sir, we do not serve zat!"

Back at the table, Inu-yasha was arguing with their waiter. The waiter had brown hair and was getting angrier by the second. So was Inu-yasha.

"You just have to have it!"shouted Inu-yasha.

"But we do not have zis so called ramen you speak of!"the waiter shouted back, still staring at Inu-yasha's ears.

Souta, who was sitting back in his seat, covered his eyes with his hand. He couldn't take this anymore. If Inu-yasha kept this up, they might be kicked out of the resturaunt.

A scream was heard from a nearby table. Inu-yasha and the waiter stopped arguing and looked. An old woman and and old man had leaped out of their seats when they saw a young boy sitting on the platter. The woman, who was holding the metal lid, ran out of the resturaunt with her husband. Inu-yasha stared at the boy. He looked oddly familair.

"Shippo!"he yelled, when it finally came to him.

The entire resturaunt erupted and all of the people ran out of there once they saw that the boy had a tail. Even Inu-yasha's waiter ran out. Inu-yasha and Souta stood up and walked over to the table. Inu-yasha picked Shippo up by his tail, looking annoyed. Shippo looked frightened.

"I had almost made the waiter crack,"said Inu-yasha. "He was going to tell me where he hid the secret stash of ramen. Why did you have to ruin it?"

"Inu-yasha, don't be like that!"said Souta.

"I'm sorry, it's just that I was hungry,"said Shippo, looking like he was going to cry.

Inu-yasha looked up at the ceiling. "Oh no, don't you dare start crying, Shippo---"

"What is ze meaning of zis?"

Inu-yasha and Souta turned around to see a small, fat man dressed completely in black walk up to him. He even had blackhair and a curly mustache. Two large men wearing the same cloths as the small man were standing by his side.

"I am ze manager of zis resturaunt,"he said. "I have heard zat a strange child scared all ze customers away?"

Souta nervously scratched the back of his head. "Uh, yeah, about that---"

In less than a moment, Inu-yasha, Souta, and Shippo flew out the front door of the resturaunt. They all landed on their butts. The manager took a few steps out of the resturaunt.

"And don't ever come back, you freaks!"he yelled, as he went back into the resturaunt and slammed the door shut.

Inu-yasha stood up and clenched a fist. "Oooh, why I oughtta---"

"Not today, Inu-yasha,"said Souta, as he quickly stood up and put his hand on Inu-yasha's arm. "Maybe when you're done babysitting me you could beat the krud out of that guy."

Inu-yasha looked at Souta and grinned. Finally, the kid was talking his language.

"Now what are we going to do?"asked Shippo, as he stood up as well.

"Maybe we should go to the park,"suggested Souta. "They sell pretzels there. It's better then nothing."

Shippo smiled. He jumped onto Souta's back and Souta began to walk away. Inu-yasha glared at the resturaunt one last time. He smiled as an image entered his mind. It was night time and a small, fat man was conered inside a building. Inu-yasha was there, right in front of the man, laughing like a maniac. He raised one claw and. . . .

Inu-yasha chuckled slightly and followed Souta. Shippo turned his head around and looked at Inu-yasha. Shippo sighed. Something told him that Inu-yasha was thinking of murdering someone. Then again, did Inu-yasha ever stop thinking of killing someone?

(1)---Ok, even though it says Guy, it's really pronounced like ' Ge '. I know, a little weird, but that's what it kinda sounds like!